I call this propaganda.
Met maureen at 9.
I wasnt late, was i?
It rained like hell today. So we stood at the bustop for shelter singing chasing pavements. hahha. I think i got that song stuck in her head.
Got tired of waiting so ran in the rain to lido.
Watched coffin. Not nice luh. Only the walk in wardrobe is fucking hot.
I want one too.
Okay shocked a few times cos of that stupid ah pei who kept going to the toilet. nabei luh.
Maur reminded me of the PAST. which freaked me out cos the PAST messaged me today. haha.
Sat at starbucks.
Had my third cup of toffee nut since last week.
I'm going broke. rahhhhhhhh.
Wanna offer me cash, anyone?
Anyone who wanna go zouk please tell me.
Life is hard.
Tmr is our fianl paper, at least for me. wheeeeeeee.
I dont feel the difference though.
